Cloud Province, Outer Seas.
The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the waters around Silver Shark Island were utterly calm.
Yet at this very moment, on this inconspicuous little island, four Lihe Realm cultivators had gathered.
Though the Ten Thousand Flood Dragon King was in the late stage, facing three existences of the same rank, he did not dare be careless. For the moment, both sides remained safe and sound.
Time slowly flowed by. Before anyone knew it, nine days had passed.
Suddenly, the Ten Thousand Flood Dragon King, who had been meditating, opened his eyes. Deep within his pupils, sharp light shot in all directions. He raised his head and looked toward the southwest.
"Sis..."
Lin Xuan seemed to have sensed something as well, and a hint of excitement showed faintly in his eyes.
Meng Ruyan did not speak, but her expression was much the same, her peerlessly beautiful jade-like face filled with attention.
The sea surface remained calm and waveless, yet up in the sky, wind and clouds abruptly surged. The surrounding Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi became utterly chaotic, and then an enormous rune appeared in midair.
It was a full seven or eight zhang in diameter, giving off a blood-red luster that dyed the entire horizon crimson.
"This..."
With Lin Xuan's broad experience, he had encountered countless strange and wondrous runes of every sort, but the one before his eyes gave him a completely different feeling.
For some inexplicable reason, a surge of disgust and aversion rose in his heart.
Could it be that this thing could actually affect a person's mind?
Before the thought in his mind had even finished turning, the rune before him changed again. After a burst of twisting and flickering, a Ghost Face actually appeared in midair.
It